Chapter 209: You're Late

Coming out of the snack bar, Zhou An returned to the car, but did not start the car, but lit a cigarette and looked at the portrait intently. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The painting skills are good and lifelike.

On the painting, the two snuggle together.

On the left is probably Susan, like any woman in love, holding the arm of the person on the right and leaning on the shoulder.

The person on the right is dressed in a handsome British style, holding a cigar in his mouth and wearing sunglasses on his face, which is not very clear, but the flying and evil temperament is on the page.

Susan?

Marilyn?

Zhou An finally took a puff of cigarette, thought of what Brother Ji said before, was silent for a moment, and drove in the direction of Xiaoshan Prison.

Zhou An can think of it: the reason why Marilian went to Xiaoshan Prison is very simple, she wants to rescue God and Shadow.

There are probably two reasons why she came to Huaxia this time, one is to kill Zhao Huaxia, and the other is to save God and Shadow.

Now, the first goal has been accomplished.

Presumably, this is her next move.

It's just that......

In all fairness, it is almost impossible to rescue God and Shadow in the extremely well-defended Xiaoshan Prison.

At least, Zhou An couldn't do it himself.

What can she do?

Thinking about this matter in his mind, about half an hour later, Zhou An arrived near Xiaoshan Prison, which is the drop-off location of Marilyn and Susan, as the taxi driver said.

This is the junction of two highways, and near it are several abandoned factories, probably some time ago, and the grass in front of the door is knee-high.

On the opposite side of the highway is a mountain, named Wugong Mountain.

There is a temple near the city in Beishan, Wugong Temple, which is also a place where incense is strong in Nanjing and Hangzhou, and is famous for its plain noodles, and Zhou'an has been there several times when he was in college.

The terrain on this side of Nanshan is steep, the forest is deep and the road is dangerous, and few people come.

The middle part of the North Mountain and the South Mountain is almost where the Xiaoshan Prison is located.

Looking at the map, Zhou An gradually sorted out the terrain in this vicinity.

A moment later.

He got out of the car.

Walking to the opposite side of the road, Zhou An went around for most of the circle, and finally found a path up the mountain, after thinking about it, he walked up silently.

The location of the top of the South Mountain is excellent, and it is the commanding height of this area, and the surrounding environment and scenery are unobstructed.

Walking through the first section of the path, Zhou An faintly found that there was a line of deeply sunken footprints on the soft soil.

Looking at the shape and outline of the footprints, it was faintly a woman.

Zhou An quickly took a few photos and came out, carefully bypassed these footprints, and continued to move forward.

Sometimes, solving a case also depends on luck.

But needless to say, the more you do, the more likely your luck becomes.

Nearly half an hour later, Zhou An arrived at the top of the mountain, and the time was already more than five o'clock in the afternoon.

The breeze blows in the face, with the aroma of pine resin, and the birds chirp.

Ascending to the top should have been an extremely relaxing thing, but seeing the scene in front of him, Zhou An's heart sank deeply, and his body trembled slightly.

At the top of the mountain, next to the huge bluestone, there was a woman.

She was wearing a light yellow windbreaker, looking simple and charming, exactly what Zhou An looked like when he saw her upstairs in that hot pot restaurant five or six hours ago.

Susan.

She had a bloody hole in her eyebrow.

The round bullet hole passed through the middle of her forehead, like an extra eye.

The red blood and white brains were mixed together, and the face was pasted, making the whole corpse look terrifying.

Zhou Andu couldn't help but shudder.

He couldn't help but pull out his gun, take a deep breath, and carefully observe his surroundings.

On a pine tree closest to the boulder, Zhou An saw a pink renminbi pasted there.

One hundred dollars, very brand new, probably just grabbed from the bank.

He walked over.

The hard bark was shaved off, and a line was carved on it—

"You're late, go back to the movie - "Prison Break."

Although the characters written in Chinese are carved on the bark of trees with knives, they are still square and square, and the font is beautiful, which is a woman's character.

And the flamboyance in the tone is obvious.

This is a war letter!

Zhou An fell silent.

Before going up the mountain, Zhou An had a hunch that there might be some discoveries.

But he didn't expect it to be such a discovery.

Susan is dead.

was shot mercilessly by her companion and killed with one blow.

How much should Zhou hate someone to kill her in such a cruel way?

Or, is it because you should love someone more, so you don't want her to have more pain before she dies?

Zhou An didn't know.

According to Zhou An's understanding of Marilyn, the degree of deformity in her heart should be more than God's.

First of all, women themselves have more changeable personalities and delicate minds than men.

Secondly, since she was very young, she suffered strong stimulation, her father was killed, and she was by a strong woman.

Third, there is as much strength as there is pain.

In a sense, this is a woman who is more tragic than God's fate, but also a more powerful woman

What's more, she still stands on the shoulders of God.

Zhou An could vaguely guess that in the process of Marilyn's growth, she must have received more or less help from God, so she could master a powerful intelligence force.

And now......

In her first meeting, she won completely.

Zhao Huaxia died.

This is her victory.

Susan is dead.

This is her bigger victory.

The start is simple, extremely ruthless, and all the clues on the bright side are cut off.

It was a brilliant decision!

This is truly a terrifying woman.

Zhou An couldn't help but light a cigarette and dialed Ji Ping's phone.

"Susan is dead."

Zhou An's first sentence surprised Ji Ping.

in the office.

Ji Ping is commanding, and the police are deploying throughout the city to find Susan's whereabouts, but unexpectedly, Susan is dead.

It was discovered by Zhou An first.

Ji Ping didn't know what to say, and he didn't know whether he was shocked by the news or Zhou An's magical performance.

"You locate my phone, and then bring someone over, bring more."

"On the way up the mountain, there is a row of footprints, remember to keep them."

Zhou An briefly described the situation here, and explained some precautions, that is, he hung up the phone.

Since Susan died here, I'm afraid, there won't be any more clues left.

The aftermath of the work, let the big army come.

Zhou An stood downwind, finished smoking a cigarette, carefully wrapped it in a tissue, and then lit another one, quietly watching the crime scene.

In my mind, some images faintly appeared.

It's vague.

Just a corpse is really nothing.

Nearly an hour later, Ji Ping came up panting with more than a dozen policemen, and he was completely stunned when he saw the scene here.

"Let's inspect the scene in detail."

Zhou An took a deep breath and spoke.

His tone was light, but he clenched his fists tightly.